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With the proclaimed Emissaries of Frayja staying behind, it was just Jack and his party members who joined the Lord's Convoy. Their destination, the Fortress City of Noctia to the East.

Laying on the floor of the supply wagon, Vivian and the other members sitting on the sides, Jack was napping quietly. Even with the bumps and the rocking from the uneven path they followed, he managed to sleep for over an hour.

The soldiers were taking three rows as they walked, flanking the wagon on either side as they did.

There had to be about a hundred men here, not counting those who had died mere moments ago.

Kokei was seated on the one half-wall on the right side of the wagon, his staff resting against his left leg as he held it with one hand. The other resting on the wall.

They were all silently watching Jack, as he didn't snore, but his chest would slowly rise up and down.

"Think he'd die if I were to stab him in the eye?" Nakajima asked as he leaned forward, tapping the tip of his sword's scabbard against the wooden surface of the wagon.

Runa just looked at Nakajima and shook her head rather disappointed. "Is that really something you want to ask within ear shot of him?"

"It was an honest question! He could've helped me, or something, yet he let me get squished!"

"We told him we could handle it ourselves..." Runa retorted as she was tempted to smack the swordsman with the palm of her hand. "We're more at fault that he."

Kokei's blue orbs would glow beneath the hood, not commenting, considering how he had behaved during that skirmish. He had completely and utterly failed, he couldn't even be considered a Lich!

Jack simply opened his eyes as he let out a huff listening to their bickering. Staring at the sky above, he pursed his lips. He was automatically making constellations within his sight.

Reaching over he would grab the butt of the Fire Stave which was in the hands of Vivian, using it to keep himself steady as he was sitting up.

"Are you okay?" Vivian asked with a blatant smile across her lips and shining eyes.

Jack's eyes shifted over towards her, a brow raised. "Yes," his eyes then drifted over towards Nakajima, who immediately turned his head to look away. "Aren't you cute and useless."

Nakajima immediately turned his head towards Jack, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Oh? You going to bite?" Jack effortlessly stood in the center of the wagon, surrounded by miscellaneous items and supplies.

Nakajima immediately jumped to his feet, stumbling as he did so, having no balance.

Jack quickly literally just jabbed him below the rib with two fingers, sending him falling off the back of the wagon with a thud.

Runa made a face of contempt towards Nakajima, something similar to an 'I told you so,' kind of expression. He shouldn't have said anything about killing him, or anything of that nature.

Jack then looked towards the white haired elf, then back towards Nakajima, who was standing up from the ground. Dusting himself off and fixing his armor before locking eyes with the Angel.

The swordsman would pitch his body forward before darting after the wagon, a hand on the hilt of his sheathed weapon, his scabbard being held in his other hand.

"Is he really drawing his weapon...?" Rein asked as she cringed almost.

Nodding, "It seems he has..." Snow replied with a matching tone and a cringe of her own.